Текст песни Froggie - Daughter of Evil

There was once upon a time in another place.
An evil kingdom who no person dared to face.
And the ruler was a girl so mean.
A tiny little princess of only age fourteen
So much furniture littered her abode.
Her loyal servant who's likeness surely showed.
Josephine was what her horse was named.
All the riches of the world is what she had claimed.
If your short on money that's no fearful thing.
Just take from those who you dangle on a string.
To those that feel they want to bring me down.
You'll just tidy up, my gown.
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Evil Flowers steadily bloom.
With an array of colorful doom.
But the weeds who feel that they want to stay.
They'll just die and feed me the same anyway.
The princess held a love for a man.
Of Blue who wasn't very much her fan.
But instead he chose his neighbors girl.
Of Green who eyes shone like a pearl.
The princess knew this and was filled with rage.
She called the minister locked in her cage.
And she said in a soft voice to not be heard.
"Make sure the Green country is badly stirred"
Houses of the people were burned to the ground.
So many voices would no longer make a sound.
The people that had suffered so much pain.
Didn't get pity from the one who'd slain.
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Evil flowers steadily bloom.
With an array of bloodied doom.
Even though the flower is so very refined.
The thorns had driven it's garden to decline.
To defeat the princess was no easy task.
But the people could no longer war their mask.
Like a flock of birds they were lead by.
A Red lady mercenary into the nigh.
All the anger that had built up over the years.
Now consumed them without any fears.
And her army was battered from the Green war.
Their attacks were not much of a chore.
Once they fell the countrymen surrounded the court.
The servants ran away as time was short.
Little women princess would never pose a fight.
She was finally captured in the night.
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Evil flowers steadily bloom.
With an array finest doom.
How the paradise that she made for herself.
Put this broken doll right back on the wooden shelf.
There was once upon a time in another place.
An evil kingdom who no person dared to face.
And the ruler was a girl so mean.
A tiny little princess of only age fourteen.
She was to be punished at three o' clock.
When the church bells resounded a tock.
The person who was once royalty.
Was bored in jail with no loyalty.
At the time that eventually came.
The church bells to her sounded rather lame.
Without looking to the faces of the crowd.
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Said she with eyes.
Evil flowers steadily bloom.
With an array of colorful doom.
Now the people speak of her without a second thought.
That daughter of evil had received what she sought.